Nye Thistledew
the Moonwarden Fae
Named for the faint, star-silvered dew that clings to thistle down in the hour between moonset and dawn.
Power
You can command mist to hold the shape of a lost thing long enough for its owner to find it—but for every shape you keep, the mist takes one of your memories in trade.
- Familiar
- a crescent-billed nightjar named Duskfall
- Court
- High Mist Court
You were polishing a silver button on your coat when the mist outside your window began to hum. It coiled into the shape of a hand, then a crown, then a question you had never thought to ask. When you answered, the mist settled around your shoulders like a cloak of light and lint, and you have worn it ever since.